[Masta Ace]
I came outta rap training camp as a reigning champ
An' lay motherfukkers down just like the pain of a cramp
I won't stop 'til I see my name and my face on a stamp
And y'all still won't be able to stick me or fukk wit' me
I'm 'bout to leave my mark on this game like a buck fifty
Took shots but I duck swiftly, you just missed me
fukk Alice, ????, Norton and fukk Trixie
I'mma fukk like it's my honeymoon 'til I touch sixty
You ain't a thug so don't try to get tough with me
If you think about tryna hit me, you'll get snuffed quickly
Deep down, hate Bobby Brown, but love Whitney
At times I wish it was O.J and the glove fit me
Then I wouldn't have to hear none of you wack nikkas
Talk about how your crew's rich and you stack figures
In my hand's a chrome gun with a black trigger
I know you think your shyt's big, but I pack bigger
Just ask your wife, cause I blasted her pipes
If I tell Strick to pass me a knife would you ask for your life?
You's a p*ssy, I can tell by your song
Homo/thug rapper, I can tell by your thong
Got sugar in your tank, you probably shyt syrup
The world's about to see what it is when I hit Europe
And when I come back on for my birthday
I'mma do another video, too explicit to play
